My Step-monster

I’d resented her for most of my life. But could it be too late to call her, mum?

Photo by Ralph (Ravi) Kayden on Unsplash

Of course, I’d end up with my convertible stuck in a ditch in the middle of a storm.

I couldn’t even break down in the city where help would be minutes away.

No. I had to break down in the middle of nowhere, drenched and now with a twisted ankle after a muddy puddle claimed the life of my designer heels.

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